Chapter Eleven – Winning by Losing
Lauren froze – one hand still on the doorknob, the other holding her keys. Bo stood immobilized in the doorway, fist up in the air, interrupted as she was getting ready to knock. Nobody moved. Somewhere in the distance, a car alarm went off.
A dust bunny blew in from the hallway like a tumbleweed.
Lauren shook the cobwebs out of her brain and blinked twice – a necessary exercise to scrub the dirty thoughts from her mind. One blink – 'Bo looks incredible in those pants, but she'd look better without them'. Two blinks – 'welcome to my humble abode, Ms. Dennis, and don't you look fetching this evening'.
Lauren swallowed. Out loud, all she said was "Hello."
Bo smiled widely at the Doctor. She felt the whopping energy flow that Lauren was putting out, but didn't mention anything. The last thing Bo wanted to do was start a snippy argument at this point – that wouldn't help her cause. "Are you going somewhere?" Bo pointed to the keys in Lauren's hand.
"Uh, no. No." Lauren tossed the keys on the table. She ran a hand through her hair, giving Bo a quick glimpse of abs under the leather jacket and shirt. She furrowed her eyebrows. "How do you know where I live?"
"You aren't the only one with connections." Bo winked. Her 'connection' had used a wonderful tool called the internet, and was currently home, passed out from drinking too much wine. But Lauren didn't need to know that. "Can I come in?"
"Yeah. Of course. Oh, shoes off please." Lauren pointed to Bo's feet, drawing a chuckle from the Succubus. No boots in the apartment. No problem - it would make for less hassle later on. Bo slid her boots off and kicked them under the side table. Lauren stepped aside to let Bo in. She gave the Succubus plenty of space, but Bo still found a way to brush up against her, just barely sliding the back of her hand against the zipper of Lauren's jeans.
"Sorry," Bo apologized, even though she was anything but. She got the exact reaction she wanted from Lauren, as the Doctor's cheeks flushed red. She grinned mischievously.
Lauren took her jacket off and flipped her hair before returning the grin. "Would you like some wine?" She asked.
"Sure," Bo replied. Lauren slipped by Bo, trailing a hand along the curves of Bo's ass. Lauren felt Bo's muscles tighten under her fingers at the unexpected touch. She looked over her shoulder and gazed lustfully at the Succubus as she made for the kitchen. 'Two can play at this game', she thought.
Bo watched Lauren's dexterous hands at work, as she grabbed a glass and poured the wine. Those hands. My god, the things those hands could surely do. Lauren caught Bo staring. "Everything okay?"
"Yeah. Couldn't be better." Lauren handed her the wine. Bo made sure to brush the tips of Lauren's fingers, sending a wave of red, glowing sexual energy into Lauren that almost made her drop the glass. Lauren cleared her throat, and took a long draught straight from the wine bottle before refilling her own glass.
"So. Why are you here?" She asked.
"I was in the neighborhood. Thought I'd drop by."
Lauren grinned. "Right. I suppose you were jogging again?"
"Of course not. I can think of better ways to work up a sweat." Bo's eyes blazed over the rim of her wine glass, as she took a sip. "Plus, I wanted to see where you live." She set the glass on the counter, and took a few steps into the living room. Her eyes travelled around the Doctor's apartment. Sophisticated. Spotless. The exact opposite of the Clubhouse.
Bo removed her jacket and laid it on the back of the couch. Lauren felt a knot tighten in her stomach at the view of Bo's oh-so feminine form. Succulent curves. Toned ass and arms. Lauren gulped. She wanted Bo. On that couch. On the carpet. In her king sized bed. In the shower. On the kitchen counter. On the stairs. On her, under her, and most importantly, in her. She felt a dull ache spread through her body at the thought, and she forced herself to speak. "You mean you didn't come here with an ulterior motive?" Her feet carried her toward the Succubus.
"Well, that depends." Bo felt and heard Lauren approaching, but she didn't turn around. She looked up at the large painting on the wall, and tilted her head sideways. "Hey Doc? Do you know you have a naked woman in your living room?"
Lauren stepped right behind Bo and leaned in, breathing in the sweet jasmine scent of her shampoo. She rested her hands on Bo's hips and gently pulled her backward, so that their bodies were touching – Bo felt Lauren's firm breasts pressed against her back. "I'm about to have two of them," Lauren warm breath tickled Bo's ear. She brushed Bo's hair to one side and lightly kissed her neck.
"I set you up for that one, didn't I?" Bo bit her lip and closed her eyes.
"Mmmm…perfectly." Lauren grinned. She pulled a strap of Bo's tank top down and kissed her shoulder, tracing circles with her tongue over the exposed skin. "Tell me. Kenzi isn't waiting outside with an axe to break down my door at the worst possible moment, is she?"
"No." Bo sighed as Lauren's hands drifted across her waist.
"She's not going to set off a fire alarm?"
"No."
"Waltz right in, plop down on my couch, and watch TV?"
"No-oh…" Bo sucked in a gasp as Lauren's hands slid up under Bo's shirt, cupping her breasts. Bo arched her back to maximize the contact as Lauren teased her nipples. The pressure of Lauren's tongue on her skin grew more intense with every pull and tweak. Bo's bottom lip trembled as she asked, "What about your cell?"
Lauren sucked Bo's earlobe, and bit down with just enough pressure to make Bo weak in the knees. "In my laptop case. On 'silent'." She slid her hands down; her palms lightly traced Bo's scorching hot skin and came to rest at her jeans.
"And your team?"
"Still at the police station. No interruptions. Not a chance."
"Good." Bo slowly ran her fingertips along Lauren's forearms, raising goose bumps all the way down to her knuckles. She used her power to send wave after wave of desire rolling through the Doctor.
"Jesus." Lauren's body shook with pleasure, and she involuntarily bucked her hips into Bo. Bo spun around and lifted Lauren into the air, carrying her four feet then slamming her into the wall. A picture frame came dislodged and landed on the floor with a crash, but Lauren didn't even notice, her entire mind filled with pleasure and hunger for the Succubus. Bo set the blonde on her feet and put her hands on the wall, trapping Lauren between her arms.
"Did you like that?" Bo asked.
"Yes." Lauren whispered, hooking her fingers in Bo's belt loops and pulling her closer. "Fuck yes." She crashed into Bo, assaulting her mouth with a kiss that was all tongues and teeth and aggression. Lauren hummed softly, and the vibration on Bo's lips shocked her all the way down to the core. Their tongues pushed for dominance, battled for control, until Bo pulled away with a hissed intake of breath.
"Do you want me to do it again?" Bo lusted for the blonde; she needed to consume the doctor with every fiber of her being. She needed to see her come apart at the seams.
"God yes," Lauren whimpered. She traced Bo's lips with her tongue before diving in again – the wetness of the kiss was nothing compared to the moisture building between her thighs. She bit her lip to keep from shouting out as Bo ran her fingers through Lauren's hair and massaged her scalp, sending pulses of pleasure into the Doctor with every push and squeeze of her expert fingers. Lauren's eyes shot open as Bo shifted her position, forcing her knee between Lauren's legs and sliding it up her inner thigh, inches from where Lauren needed contact the most.
"What else do you want me to do?" Bo's husky voice alone was enough to send waves of desire coursing through Lauren's body. She found it difficult to form a coherent thought as Bo pinned her against the wall. The Succubus moved her hands from Lauren's neck to her waist, rubbing them up her sculpted abs to her sides, raising the Doctor's arms above her head. She interlocked their fingers and pressed her chest to Lauren's. Bo felt the blonde's painfully erect nipples press against hers through the cloth of bras and tank tops. "You're awfully quiet all of a sudden, Doctor. Tell me what you want me to do." She sent another wave of energy through their knotted fingers.
"I want…" Lauren gulped and bit her lower lip as Bo kissed her collarbone. She sighed, and her eyes rolled back in her head. "I want you to rip my clothes off."
Bo pulled back only long enough to ask, "And then?"
"I want you to fuck me until I can't even remember my name."
Bo grinned. "That's all I wanted to hear."
And then, to Lauren's utter shock and abject horror, Bo took three large steps backwards.
"What the hell are you doing?" Lauren leaned against the wall, her chest heaving.
Bo grinned, and licked her lips. "Three times, Dr. Lewis. Three times in the one week I've known you, you have put me in the exact situation you're in right now. Desperately wanting. Desperately needing. Desperately unfulfilled. Once at the JM Tower, once at the Dal Riata, and once at the Zamora Ball. Tell me…how does it feel?"
Lauren smacked her head against the back of the wall, sweaty, disheveled, unable to catch her breath and painfully hot for it. "You can't be…this isn't…you can't be this shitty." She stuttered.
"Oh, I can." Bo took another step back, taking great joy in watching Lauren fidget and squirm. "And I am."
Lauren's jaw dropped.
Bo struggled – and it was definitely a struggle – to keep from laughing at the look of astonishment on Lauren's face. Bo didn't say a word for five seconds, giving Lauren some time to process the information in her big, beautiful brain. "There is a way to resolve this that would make us both happy." Bo's deep brown eyes flashed blue on cue – she'd rehearsed at home in front of a mirror.
"Yeah?" Lauren crossed her arms in front of her, trying to maintain some level of dignity. She cleared her throat. "And how is that?"
"All I need is two words from you." Bo approached Lauren again, and pushed a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. "I need you to say, 'I. Lose.'"
Lauren's hand shot up reflexively, and she grabbed Bo's bare arm with a slap. "Forget it."
"Two simple words Lauren. That's all it takes." Bo reached down with her other hand, and rubbed Lauren's center. Even through the jeans, Bo could tell how deliciously wet Lauren was. "I know you're ready. I can feel it." Lauren groaned at Bo's touch, but she fought to maintain clarity and took a step back.
"I believe your exact words were 'fuck the stone, fuck it, take me home'." Lauren ran her tongue across her teeth. "You…you came here tonight, to my apartment. You gave in. You lost, not me. Besides," Lauren slid her hand down to the hem of her shirt and slowly, inch by agonizing inch, pulled her tank top over her head. "You want this just as much as I do." She dropped the shirt on the floor, reached back, and unclasped her bra.
"Uh oh," Bo whispered. She hadn't rehearsed for this.
"Yeah. Uh oh is right." Lauren grinned wickedly. She slipped the straps from her shoulders and slid them down her arms before letting the bra fall. She watched Bo's eyes grow wide. Lauren twirled the undergarment around her finger before pulling it back like a rubber band and shooting it at Bo. It hit the Succubus in the face and dropped to the carpet. Lauren put her hands on her hips, brazen and free as a bird. "Two words Bo. And you get none of this until you say them."
Bo said nothing. Lauren said nothing.
The dust bunny blew across the carpet.
"I can keep going." Lauren reached down to unbutton her jeans. "We've been through this before, and we both know you aren't strong enough to just stand there and watch." She winked as she unzipped her jeans and let them fall to her feet. She kicked them aside, grinning, in nothing but a pair of blue checkered hipsters.
Bo crossed the distance between them in a millisecond, stopping herself centimeters from the Doctor.
"Can I help you?" Lauren asked.
Bo's fingernails dug in to her palms as she fought to keep them glued firmly to the side of her own body. Being so close to Lauren was overwhelming – the sexual energy radiating from the blonde was like rays of sunlight. Radioactive. She felt like she could get a damn tan from it. "Shit," she muttered. "Why do you have to be so hot?"
"What are you going to do about it?" Lauren took a step forward, pressing her naked chest against Bo. All the repressed desire exploded within the Succubus, and she grasped Lauren by the biceps to hold her in place.
"I have an idea," Bo said.
Lauren shuddered as Bo's hot breath tickled her skin. She wrapped her hands in brunette hair, and rubbed her cheek against Bo's. "I'm listening."
"We both say it. On three."
Lauren smiled, licking down Bo's jawline and planting an innocent kiss on her lips. "No cheating," she warned.
Bo smirked and held up a finger. "Pinky swear?"
Lauren laughed and wrapped her pinky around Bo's, rubbing it up and down in the dirtiest, most suggestive pinky swear in the history of pinky swears. "Agreed," she said. They pressed their foreheads together and stared into each other's eyes. The heat between then was enough to melt a hole in Lauren's floor. "Ready?" Lauren asked.
Bo nodded, and breathed in. "One. Two. Three."
"I lose." They said, in unison.
Before Bo knew what was happening, Lauren swept her legs out from under her, catching the Succubus as they fell to Lauren's carpeted floor. Lauren straddled Bo's waist and yanked her tank top off, bending down to mount a tactile assault on Bo's lips. She moaned deeply as Bo teased her sensitive nipples with her thumbs, and almost came on the spot as the Succubus sent pulses of pure sex into Lauren at the points of contact – Lauren's scientific mind could not process a sensation so intense and powerful as the one coursing through her entire body at that moment.
Bo sat up underneath the Doctor, scraping her nails down Lauren's back, kissing and nipping and sucking at her front. Lauren reached to unclasp Bo's bra, and furrowed her eyebrow in momentary confusion. "Where is…?"
"Front." The Succubus leaned back to grant Lauren access, and the blonde grinned and unclasped the bra with nimble fingers, releasing Bo's breasts from their bounds. She bent over to place a teasing kiss on one, then another, before roughly pressing down on Bo's shoulders, directing her back to the floor.
"What are you doing?" Bo asked. She wasn't used to someone else being in control.
"Steering." Lauren chuckled. "Just lay back."
"But I'm a..."
"Not today." Lauren kissed her lips and started down, blonde hair spilling all along Bo's skin, each strand tickling and enhancing the sensations vibrating through the Succubus. Lauren explored new areas of Bo's body with her lips, tongue, and teeth, all the while moving steadily south. She plotted a course down Bo's chest and perfectly flat stomach, diverting only for a moment to circle Bo's belly button with her tongue before continuing her journey down.
Lauren's eyes flicked upward, she wanted to see the look on Bo's face, and she wasn't disappointed. Bo sucked on her bottom lip as her chest heaved with deep breaths and barely contained desire. Lauren popped open the button of her jeans and pulled the zipper down. She grabbed a pant leg in each hand and pulled.
And pulled.
And pulled.
"Did you glue these damn things on?" Lauren yanked and tugged, but couldn't budge the fabric more than an inch or two. "A little help?"
Bo simply watched and grinned naughtily, offering no assistance whatsoever. Lauren propped her foot against her lounge chair for leverage and grimaced. With one final, massive tug the jeans came loose, sending Lauren toppling over backward in a jumble of denim and flailing limbs.
Bo burst out laughing as Lauren emerged from the tangle. "Oh you think that's funny?" Lauren tried to suppress the grin spreading across her face.
"Yes, yes I do." Bo giggled as Lauren crawled back toward her. "I think you're hilarious."
"Yeah?" Lauren tangled her fingers in Bo's hair and leaned in to kiss her on the lips. "Well I think you're stubborn." She kissed Bo's neck. "And cruel." She licked down the valley between Bo's breasts. "And beautiful." She fingered the waistline of Bo's panties. "And so, so eminently fuckable." She slid the underwear down Bo's legs, to her feet, and tossed them aside. "And I think you had better prepare yourself," Lauren grinned wickedly. "Because this is going to be epic."
"Oh, fuck." Lauren threw her head back and clawed at the sheets as release pounded through her. Bo grinned and watched as Lauren's entire body shook with the aftershocks. She slid back up to the pillows as the blonde rubbed her own face in an attempt to recover brain functionality. Bo kissed her lips and lay next to her, pulling the covers up around their naked bodies. She propped herself up on her elbow.
Lauren finally opened her eyes. "What time is it?" she asked.
"Four AM, according to your wall clock." Bo laid her hand on Lauren's abs, feeling Lauren rise and fall as her breathing slowed down.
"What time did you get here?"
"Just after midnight."
"Wow." Lauren looked wide-eyed around the bedroom, just now realizing where she was. "How did we get up here?"
"Honestly, I have no idea," Bo said. Lauren turned her head to look at Bo, and grinned radiantly.
"I remember the stairs…"
Bo chuckled. "That was the first time we tried to get up here. We didn't make it."
"You pulled me back down by my ankle." Lauren playfully flicked Bo's shoulder.
"You didn't seem to mind," Bo leaned over and kissed her neck.
"True." Lauren's eyes rolled back as she searched her memory. "Then there was the…dining room table."
"I liked that one."
"And…on my clothes dryer?" Lauren furrowed her brow. "Did that happen, or am I making that up?"
"No, it definitely happened." Bo grabbed Lauren's hand and kissed her knuckles, one by one. She couldn't get enough of the woman in front of her.
"Why am I having difficulty remembering?" Lauren wondered, unable to turn off the Doctor part of her psyche.
"Because I just literally blew your mind." Bo grinned mischievously.
Lauren rolled her eyes. She turned to face Bo. "For the purpose of scientific research – did you do your thing?"
"My thing?"
"Yeah, you know, your…" Lauren crossed her eyes, opened her mouth wide, bared her teeth and growled. "That thing."
Bo blinked. "What. Was. That?"
"I don't know," Lauren stammered, "Call it my…succu-face."
"You looked like a dinosaur."
"Shut up."
"That was the most unattractive thing I've ever seen."
"Shut up!" Lauren slapped her arm. "I'm really curious. Did you feed? And is that what you call it, feeding?" Lauren clapped her hands together gleefully. "There's so much to learn!"
Bo couldn't help but grin at seeing this completely new side of Lauren. "I sucked your chi. Just a little bit. You didn't notice – the multiple orgasms had you otherwise occupied."
Lauren scootched closer, wrapping her arms and legs around Bo. "And how did I taste?"
"Delicious, in every sense of the word." Bo kissed the tip of Lauren's nose.
Lauren grinned. "Something just occurred to me. The Orsedd Stone is gone. That means we aren't competitors anymore."
"Yep. So?"
"So, you should come and work with us. We could definitely utilize your unique talents."
"Being a great lay?"
"I'm not kidding." Lauren sat up and looked at Bo. "Join Team Lauren. The money's good. We have a lot of fun."
"What would your wolf friend think about that?" Bo chuckled.
"It's not Dyson's decision to make. Everyone knows who calls the shots around here."
Lauren yelped as Bo rolled on top of her and pinned the Doctor's hands behind her head. "Okay then, boss. Tell me what you want."
Lauren smiled. "You."
"How?"
"In every way imaginable. And believe me when I say I have a very active imagination."
Bo leaned over, kissed Lauren, and grinned. "In that case, I think I'll take the job."
End of Part One